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In a dreamy haze, Motes remembers the process of leaning into little space through a series of vignettes mixed with memories of her childhood: | In a dreamy haze, Motes remembers the process of leaning into little space through a series of vignettes mixed with memories of her childhood: | ||
* When Michelle was a child in kindergarten, she sat in a patch of red paint and her teacher yelled at her until she cried. When her mom came to pick her up, she reassured her she loved her | * When [[Michelle Hadje/Sasha|Michelle]] was a child in kindergarten, she sat in a patch of red paint and her teacher yelled at her until she cried. When her mom came to pick her up, she reassured her she loved her | ||
* When she was a grown up and newly Motes, she sat in a patch of red paint while working on the stage and decided to lean into that memory, doodling on the stage itself. | * When she was a grown up and newly Motes, she sat in a patch of red paint while working on the stage and decided to lean into that memory, doodling on the stage itself. | ||
* After she leaned into the kid form, she picked up jump-roping with a friend, before eventually falling out with her after losing interest. | * After she leaned into the kid form, she picked up jump-roping with a friend, before eventually falling out with her after losing interest. | ||
* When her cocladists decide to protect her from weirdos and creeps, she finds herself having a hard time making friends when in Big Motes mode. She catches up with Slow Hours to talk about this. | * When her cocladists decide to protect her from weirdos and creeps, she finds herself having a hard time making friends when in Big Motes mode. She catches up with Slow Hours to talk about this. | ||
* Motes and Michelle used to spend time together at least once a year, making flower crowns or painting nails or finding shapes in clouds, just hanging out and talking. | |||
* Finally, she has one of her dreams, where she is sitting on a field speckled with dandelions, and the day is so nice she starts rolling around in the grass, but just in the distance is one of those hyper-black rectangles. | * Finally, she has one of her dreams, where she is sitting on a field speckled with dandelions, and the day is so nice she starts rolling around in the grass, but just in the distance is one of those hyper-black rectangles. | ||